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[taerowyn]

Having loud upstairs neighbors has saved my roommates and I twice this week. On Sunday, the herd of cattle going down the stairs (which are behind the wall that my bed sits next to) woke me up to realize I didn't hear Boy Roommate getting ready for work. Since he'd overslept by an hour the day before, I thought I'd knock on his door and check. Sure enough he'd slept through his alarm again. Today, I was awakened by somebody stomping down the stairs carrying bags of recyclable bottles and realized we'd forgotten to take out the trash so I got up and got the trash out with the aid of Girl Roommate who was on her way out to work. So, hooray for the noisy neighbors on the stairs.

Of course, I think today is going to be spent cleaning and rearranging my room so that my bed doesn't sit next to the wall that's next to the stairs.